when are we paint ? \ aiad al khayat

when are we paint ?
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when are you paint me by colors and pencils
or you are write about me by gold pens
or you are read about me by newspepars
because I am Tired of forgetfulness
when are colors and pencils dont forget my senses ? 
when are gold pens and newspapers dont my face ?
I am reality in big trouble
my trouble is it Death of birds and a wilt of flowers Under the red camera
when are We realize that lion is exploiting us under the red camera ?
no know 
to when ?
this a death under the red camera
to when ?
these deads no knows us
to when are we inside the war ?
when are we out from it ?
does the world exist In our memories or no ?
I am hope from our fathers become their Such as children ?
even we are write end of red camera 
when are we paint and write in black newspepar by colors and pencils our desire
when ?

aiad al khayat